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... flames, giving shape to a jagged scythe that seemed to pulse with life, or rather, death. The handle, wrapped in shifting tendrils of violet energy, seemed to writhe as though alive, exuding an aura of despair.
The scythe’s presence only enhanced the ominous pressure around her, her aura flared, triggering both hers and Diablo’s eyes to flare. Both their gazes centered onto the ant, whose body was working against it.
Eve tilted her head as she gazed at the muscled ant, no one el ...
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